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IzzyWizzy

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  1. mhm, i feel you so much on that, and the worst and the best thing is that the more you fight it, the more you weaken your bladder, which means you leak more; and you fight it more, and eventually you just lose control, i’ve made the mistake of going out after a wetting like that. let’s just say never again, it went horribly wrong 😭😭
  2. yeah! this is how i look at it, like often if the pain is really bad (which in my case is often, as without any rapid desperation or prior weakening, for if you know, i want that sudden-accident-every-five-minutes feeling, i can hold maybe about an hour until i’m actively holding myself, legs crossed, sometimes leaking a little, by the hour and a half mark, usually i’ve peed my pants even if i’m clenching as hard as i can) i’ll relax my bladder like stop clenching, not like stop holding, and nine times out of ten, i’ll pee for at least 5 or so seconds before i can stem the flow, and even then it’s like a clench, oh no it’s too painful, and release, and that continues for probably 30 seconds, so by the time i can actively clench as hard as i can and not piss myself immediately afterwards, i’m already soaked, but i think because of my inability to hold it for long (don’t get me wrong i have a big bladder, like i can hold a lot, but i can’t actively hold it for as long compared to how big my bladder is), that’s why i consider it an accident. I don’t think i’ve actually had to ever dribble on purpose or stuff like that when i relax, it just kind of comes out, and this is coming from a newly transition-ing transgirl, so beforehand, i actually considered myself to have a strong bladder (which in retrospective was me being really kind to myself, as nine times out of ten, i’d last sometimes less than i can now, sometimes a tiny bit more, like another ten minutes or so.) Anyway, i’m kind of rambling so i’ll stop typing now otherwise this post is gonna be so long 😭😭
  3. Okay so, i’ve been thinking about this a bit, and while i have a generally weak bladder, sometimes when i hold, i won’t actively stop myself from peeing, like if the urge is powerful enough to overcome my bladder whilst i’m not actively clenching my muscles as hard as i can, then that’d be like a loss of control. I’m excited to hear what others would consider an accident though, the way i look at it is you have to clench your bladder in order to hold your pee when your really desperate, and if when you relax your bladder (i.e; neutral state like when you aren’t holding at all, where your bladder is simply holding for you) you pee yourself or leak, i would consider that an accident or a loss of control, as if you have to actively bypass your bladder’s automatic system in order to stop yourself from peeing, then clearly your bladder can’t actually hold it without exerting itself more than it should, it’s like lifting a weight, if you have to use your other arm or really clench your muscles to the point that they hurt, then maybe you should put down the weight because it’s too heavy, but that’s the way i see it. What do you guys think?
  4. hey everyone! i know i’ve been MIA from this forum for a while, but i’m looking to start doing free commission stories again, if anyone is interested, stuff irl got in the way last time, but i should be good to do it this time around.
  5. Hey, when are you going to post the story you were working on? 

     

  6. IzzyWizzy

    Hello!

    hey! it’s so nice to meet you! I’m Isabelle, i hope you have a great time and introduction to the site 🙂
  7. The loud sound just outside the window was akin to a jumpscare, the darkness of the night suddenly lit up as if a lighthouse had shone its sea light across the surface of the window, and just a moment later, a loud crack, akin to the sound of whip, yet a thousand times louder, sounded out in the otherwise silent night sky. Wednesday shuddered, her eyes fluttering open just in time for the second strike, which caused her to jump, hitting her head off of the head rest of her bed. Her noise had been loud enough to wake up her brother in the bed just beside her, and as she looked to her side, she was greeted with two, light green eyes staring straight back at her, which was enough for her to frighten her, and she squealed, the noise emitting only a second before she covered her mouth, her brother immediately trying to shush her. "Shhh! Wednesday, if you wake up mom and dad up.." The two had only just turned eighteen, and routinely, Wednesday had started to wet the bed in turn. Though it was for good reason, she was terrified!! Her and her brother were closeted transgenders, and that meant that..the longer they left coming out, the higher the risk that they wouldn’t be able to fix what they felt was wrong with them. And that was a feeling like no other, one akin to a ship sinking. She bit her lip as she tried to lay back down to sleep. But she couldn’t, it was hard, and her nightmares were only getting worse recently. Every-time she closed her eyes, she could see the stuff of actual nightmares, and it was scary, terrifying even. Austin looked over, and with a swift movement, had slipped out of his duvet, and was picking out his makeup kit from under his bed. "I…it’s late, so you haven’t got long, but…i know how much you love doing it, and that it helps you calm down, so." With a swift hand, she placed it down on Wednesday’s bedside drawer. It was funny, actually. Austin had helped her pick her name, after a lot of thinking and arguments about if it was, what they knew it was. And she had always loved one girl who seemed to be able to do it all, fearless, unafraid of the future. Wednesday Addams. Her parents, in her thoughts, should’ve already known, after all, they’d knew since they were just kids that something was wrong, and their parents should’ve realised what was up when they both ran in opposite directions on their joint birthday. When Austin ran towards the trucks and action figures, no one batted an eye. 'She’ll be a tough girl, that one!' 'Ooh, she’s a bit of a tomboy, isn’t she Larry?' But no, when Wednesday ran towards the barbie dolls and dresses, everyone lost their shit. She shuddered at the memory, and the aftermath of all that happened, she hated her past, with a growing passion, and didn’t like thinking about it. And so she sat there, fitting her makeup on as she quietly hummed along to Lady Gaga’s 'Just Dance'. Morning came soon enough, and for the third night in a row, she woke up to the worst thing she could have. A wet bed, sodden to the touch, and her bladder, weak and all but empty. Another nightmare. Another day, more suffering. Getting ready for school was already dysphoric, she had to wear clothes she absolutely despised. Boxers, trousers…But now she had to wear a hoodie to hide her growing hair, just so her parents wouldn’t want to cut it? She truly hated it all, but what else could she do? As she rushed out of the front door, her brother quickly followed her, grabbing her shoulder tightly to turn her around. "Wednesday." He’d say quietly, double checking that he had closed the door, before he looked back, a soft smile crossing his features. "Here." He passed her a necklace, it was soft to touch, and shone in the sunlight, it was a small heart, with the words 'Love you, always.' Engraved crudely across the surface. She hadn't smiled so much in about a year, maybe two. And couldn’t help but hug her brother tightly, being clearly stronger due to biology, she almost crushed him. And then, shoulder to shoulder, together, they walked together, hoping that just maybe, they would be able to survive the last year. Hey everyone!! just thought i’d write a little introductory chapter so i can see what everyone thinks of the new story, i decided to try a different route for this, but i think i did good by introducing the main characters first ❤️ if people want more, the next chapter will be longer and way more content filled, love you all!! Enjoy!
  8. thank you so much ❤️ thank you sm ❤️ it means a lot that you’d be willing to help, derek, so, thank you for that, honestly 😄
  9. I know, right!? I’ve honestly missed writing them, i’m gonna try create a full fledged story with this one, but i’m a bit stuck, would you mind if i PM you, and maybe run some ideas and stuff by you, or actually, i’d love to hear any ideas you might have, too!! yay!! 🙂 it’s nice that people want me to write again ❤️
  10. Hey everyone! I know! It’s been a while since I posted here, but I have a lot of writing muse lately, today in particular! And I was wondering if anyone would like to see a new, original story! That I’ll break up into chapters and such, but I think it’d be fun, nonetheless!
  11. hey everyone!! i know i’ve been sort of MIA for the past half a month or so? but it’s been because i’ve been super sick and in and out of hospital, but for all the people i was talking to and RP’ing with, i’m back now! 🙂

    1. h1234

      Sorry you have been sick, what was going on? 

      Hope to do another RP with you.

  12. Hey, would like to do and RP with you. The last one was really fun!

    1. IzzyWizzy

      that would be super fun!!

    2. h1234

      What would you want to focus on? Fan fix or really life scenario?

    3. IzzyWizzy

      i don’t mind!! up to you 🙂

  13. in a way, it makes one wonder if we were ever meant to be able to hold it in the first place, especially since we do eventually break, either out of pain or simply it giving out, it’s a very interesting thing, honestly. it’s also especially interesting as often, we can’t hold it if certain parts of our brain are switched off, like when we’re drunk, and such, or hypnosis and stuff like that, it’s a crazy thing to think about.
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